I drove to the hospital so fast after the accident, I was full of shock and feeling almost absent from my own body. I called Zegee's sister on the way to the hospital, felt the need to inform them of what had happeed, but maybe I wanted someone to start grieving with me too.
When I arrived, I stumbled into the hospital dazed and confused. Quickly a nurse directed me to the front of the hospital where I be directed to labor and delivery. For some reason all I could hear was blah, blah, blah and needed to be directed with my hand held. A gentleman who worked for the hospital did just that.
I just knew I would be a Daddy by the nights end. I felt so excited yet so scared, but I held on to faith that everything would be ok and Diego would be healthy.
After making it up to where Zegee would be coming I was directed to sit in this room with many beds that were empty. I wasn't sure what was going on or when I would get to see Zegee; time felt as if it stopped.
All of a sudden a nurse came in, "can I get you a soda?" she said.,
"Sure but where is my wife and when can I see her?" I replied.
"She will be coming up here soon, are you ok?"
"I don't know am I?, I am very scared but I have faith God will protect us. " I said worried.
She started crying and said "God is good, even in times like these".
All of a sudden I knew things were not right. I just sat there wishing I would wake up and all would be normal again. I just knew in my heart that everything in my world just changed and the out come was a crap shoot.
Zegee's doctor finally arrived to fill me in on what was going on, and it wasn't a minute to late. She told me first they were going to take Diego by C-section right away. I just remember, fear and joy filled every bone in my body when she said that.
I'm going to be a father tonight!!! Oh my God. Excitement filled every mussle of my body and the hair on my arms and legs started to stand on thier own. Was I ready, were we ready, what was I going to do, Oh My God. Waves of excitement and fear continued running up and down my spine.
Well, the doctors decided that Diego stablized and waited three hours before the C-section. Of course, I was there, dressed in a surgery outfit about 3 sizes to small for me. I held Zegee's hand while they cut her open and watched as if I was learning to do it myself. When they broke the water all that came out was red, as red as if blood was the only thing there. Diego popped out and my heart sank with amazement.
Diego was rushed over to a couple of nurses who resucitated him. They called me over to see my knight in naked armor. I just kept screaming back to Zegee how beautiful he was. All Zegee could say is why isn't he crying, why isn't he crying? I don't know baby, I replied full of mixed emotions.
The nurses took me with Diego down to NICU where Diego would be kept until he was old enough to go home with us. I was so excited I could hardly stand it, yet I was so full of all emotions I don't think I could tell what I was. He was alive and I knew God would do the rest.